Mr P has finished remaking his bed out of bits of the broken/destroyed bed plus other timbers, and there was much swearing and insults while trying to get it into the house. Hey, don’t get shitty at me, I’m not the one who constructed a thing too big to fit through the damn door! We ended up putting it through the living room window and it just fit through. He hasn’t done too bad a job, but I’m not praising it on principle because he shouldn’t have smashed it up to start with.